During those long boring lectures I day dream of the world outside window Kids merrily flying their paper kites Girls gossiping under the tree's shadow People on road, running in hustle bustle But the nature is calm and at peace as ever Sweating day, sunshine and partly clouds I pray God to bless earth with some shower While I am sitting in the classroom There must be someone taking birth and someone living his last few moments Life is train and our breath, its reserved berth Probably my teacher has caught me In the case of lacking attention Today the fountain of tears won't flow For I ventured on philosophic trance Written for A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #7 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #15